Russian It? Chapter 3
#12 of Road Rovers
chapter 3
That smile was all that it took. Exile peeled off his gloves and started to feel me up, his hands sliding up and down my skin. He was nervous, I could tell. And so was I. But I wanted this, and I could tell that he did, too; but he was going to be weirded-out a bit.
His furry paws felt nice on my smooth human skin. He started with my arms, then my shoulders, then down towards my torso.
My lower regions were starting to stir a bit, and I believe Exile's were as well.
"You have very nice abs, Comrade," Exile said with surprise.
"Oh, come on. They're not _that_noticeable," I blushed.
Exile smiled and started to feel my face. "Nice and soft. I like that."
Soon, he was leaning his face in towards mine, forming his lips to kiss me. I, soon, did the same thing. Next thing I know, we're touching lips.
Exile flinched a little and pulled back a bit. He, then, slowly regained his composure and returned to kissing my lips once more.
Soon, we started to wrap our tongues around one another and made out like we haven't seen each other in months (though it was the first time for the both of us)! Exile rubbed me up and down, wanting to explore every inch of my body, like he said before.
He grabbed my ass and squeezed it a bit. "Nice bunsky," he whispered in my ear. His hot breath felt so good against my inner ear.
I wanted to explore more of his body as well, but his armor was in the way. It was irritating me to no end. I wanted to feel his erection so bad.
As if he had read my thought, Exile peeled off his armor and dropped it onto the floor. He supported a very nice boner. Not bad for someone who didn't want to be a Weird Boy.
"I didn't know you cared," I smirked. (I hope you readers got that reference.)
"I always have." Now it was Exile's turn to smirk. He peeled off his shirt and revealed a nice, toned, buff chest and abs. He had a very nice and wide torso. His arms were also very toned and muscular as well. I wanted him to embrace me so bad.
He, then, peeled off his pants and underwear, so that he was completely naked.
I mirrored the exact same procedure. I started to blush little by little as I stripped.
Exile was also giving a look of satisfaction as he saw more and more of my smooth, naked, human body.
"You don't look bad for a human boy," Exile complimented.
"Why, thank you," I smirked. "You don't look bad for a canosapian, either."
"Now you're just being modest," Exile blushed.
With no answer escaping my lips, I walked over to him and felt his nice, soft, warm fur. I didn't want this moment to end. I wanted it to last forever.
Our erections soon touched each other. Exile's was nice and smooth, with a nice, pointy tip, while mine was a bit rough at the top with a nice, smooth, rounded tip. Exile blushed bright red, realizing what he was doing.
"Don't be a Weird Boy," I snickered.
"This is all new to me, Comrade," Exile muttered.
"Don't worry, this is new to me, too," I soothed. "Just let it happen. Everything will feel right in the end."
"You sure about this?" Exile questioned.
"Positive." We continued to rub each other up and down. I felt exhilarated. "Please, Exile."
"Please what?"
"I want you inside me," I urged. "I want you to do whatever you want to me. I want to be your bitch."
"Oh, babushka!" Exile shouted. His tip started to pre-ejaculate already. It felt nice and warm on my skin. We let each other go and I knelt on the bed, and lifted my ass in the air, like a bitch in heat.
Suddenly, Exile's nose started to twitch. He started to follow the smell, and it led to my ass. It didn't stink like a "normal" ass. It smelt sweet and inviting (I clean it thoroughly and spray it with scented sprays).
"Comrade, what are you doing to me?"
"I'm letting your inner canine instincts come out. It's said that if a male canine doesn't mate with a bitch within a specific amount of time, then they become, as you would call them, 'Weird Boys'."
"Ah, that makes sense," Exile agreed.
I lubed up my ass with my saliva and fingered myself a bit to make his entrance more possible. "Come on, baby. Do me hard. Do me like you would a bitch."
Exile was more than happy to oblige. Within seconds, he grabbed my ass and spread my cheeks wide, revealing my inner pink flesh. He grabbed his dick and inserted it nice and slow, letting both me and him indulge in the fullness of my ass.
"Comrade, why are you so tight?"
"That's how all of our asses are. Plus, it's more enjoyable for the Dominant."
Exile liked that word. And he wanted me to say it again. And again. Every time that word escaped my lips, he would thrust harder and harder, letting his knot swell as he got deeper and deeper into my ass.
"Come on, baby! Knot me!" I shouted.
Exile pushed into me as hard as he could and within a couple of seconds, his knot slid into me with ease and soon became fully engorged.
He growled long and low as he was now ejaculating with full force. I could feel every spurt of cum as he released, one by one. It was nice and hot, with a hint of stickiness to it as well. I moaned as he continued to growl. "Oh, Comrade, you really are like a bitch."
"Oh, Exile, thank you. All I ever wanted was to please you and give you the satisfaction you deserve. It's my job." I smiled.
"Let's keep this as our little secret," Exile whispered.
"Just like last night?" I asked.
"Just like last night," Exile agreed.